Monday, November 29, 2004

rest awhile

put your restless legs to rest
this is the tide at its best
it comes it goes it comes it goes
when you let it come, you must let it go

the truth will haunt and make you scream
but not if you accept it's real
there are no questions left to ask
when you know, ahead, there is no task

keep running until dead you drop
but before the shot, a moment stop
to question why you're running blind
and if you can leave yourself behind


Blogger Shampoo Factor said...

For some reason, it reminds me of the beatles song "let it be."
Good to see you posting your poetry. Keep at it!!

1:00 AM  
Blogger Ravages said...

Nice one. Didnt know you had the poetry gene in you :)

OK. Shameless plug here, for myself.
Need your opinion (and if possible others from JWT) on my post here -

9:50 AM  

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